Snippet #1782612

Dean caught Cez in his arms as best he could, quickly shifting her around to the back of his body, before taking his gun out, once more. He looked up at the ‘man’ and frowned, trying to decide if bullets would even hurt him. He WAS a fictional character. Maybe this was like Looney Tunes and he would just heal with a little gunpowder and lead attached the his body. When she called out to her assaulter from behind his back, he turned to her and pushed her away from him, “…you…Just…be quiet…”

Frowning deeper, Dean stepped forward, noticing Cez still attached to his back. He tapped the guy on the shoulder and puffed his chest out a bit.

“Hey…buddy…thing! Maybe you should…uh…take this outside. I mean…whatever issues your having, can be solved…Or not…”, Dean started before momentarily ignoring the fact he was in public and opening fire on the ‘man’.

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I scoffed at Damon’s words, turning my red streaked face to look up at him pitifully, “Not today, eh? Not today. So, after a few weeks of feeding on me, and compelling me to do whatever you wish for me to do…then? Just kill me…”

I let a few more tears fall from my eyes before noticing the look on his face. He had soul…he hadn’t turned off his feelings. I could read them all over his face, “I’m sorry…”

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Damon furrowed his eyebrows as AnnaBeth became a little bitter with him. She knew his method, which was very disturbing. He was very anti-Bram Stoker. So, she didn’t get any of his notions from any novel.

“How do you know..what I’m going to do? I’m actually very nice. I was thinking about taking you out to dinner…to help with the obvious blood sugar problem you are probably having. I did go a little overboard. After dinner, if you want me to leave you alone…so be it. If not, you are more than welcome to come home with me…and…do whatever it is that humans now days do…Sounds just peachy doesn’t it?”, he finished with a wide eyed smile, “See…I’m not the same person I was a while back. You seem nice enough…and innocent. It would be atrocious for me to kill you. Plus, you didn’t even try to stake me when I woke up!”